#yandere tokyo ghoul imagine

[married-to-google-translater]

Hope you are doing well. May I request Yandere! Uta hc? 😘

Oh yeah. I hope u are doing well too

Yandere Uta headcanon (remake)

Uta would be a possessive, slightly sadistic and obsessive yandere.

Someone once said that you have to suffer for the sake of art.

And you are indeed suffering because of Uta's art.

Uta would fall in love with you instantly.

There was just something about you.

Uta really can't explain it.

But just looking at you gives him immense inspiration to create art.

And of course Uta wants you for himself.

Maybe you talk a couple of times before the kidnapping.

Uta is really possessive and she doesn't want to share.

If you were free some other Ghoul could eat you.

That wouldn't be a good thing, would it?

Uta thinks all your feelings are beautiful.

So don't be surprised if he just starts sketching something when you're angry or crying.

Yes, he also thinks your pain is beautiful.

Uta is a little sadist.

Don't get into trouble with him.

It's always at least a broken bone.

If Uta let you out with him in public he would be really possessive.

Always have a hand on you and you would have some his clothes.

But Uta won't let you out.

[yanderes-galore]

Can you do something for Koutaro Amon from Tokyo ghoul with a ghoul! darling please?

Sure! This uses info from mostly Seasons 1 of the anime, so human Amon for extra conflict.

Yandere! Koutarou Amon with Ghoul! Darling

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Angst, Violence, Blood, Ghouls eating people, Dark themes, Stalking, Fear of loss, Murder of darling, Kidnapping, Imprisonment, Restraints, Consensual relationship turned forced relationship.

When it comes to Amon, a ghoul obsession would definitely cause... conflict.

Due to his beliefs, you being a ghoul would make him question everything.

Amon has always wanted to change the world.

He blames ghouls for making the world the way it is.

He feels the only way to fix things is to eradicate ghouls.

Then people can stop losing loved ones....

In the show his beliefs falter when he meets and fights Kaneki.

However, for this concept, what if he also met you?

Ghouls have been shown to be able to act human several times in the show.

What if you were a ghoul who was friends with Amon, but hid such a heinous truth.

Such a bond would only cause more conflict once Amon learns what you are.

Before he learns what you are, Amon's really kind.

He genuinely cares about you as a companion.

So much so he's actually scared to lose you like he lost so many others.

You two often go out to talk while he unwinds from his job.

All the while you play human, pretending to eat and making up cover stories.

I like to think you genuinely care for Amon.

He's an investigator, a dove, yet you still care.

He may hunt ghouls but you can't seem to leave him.

You hope you're different, you hope you can be there for him without having to hurt him.

Imagine if you are secretly a ghoul he's been investigating lately.

There's rumors of ghoul attacks, all attempts at you trying to survive.

To you, Amon is the only human exception.

You wouldn't eat his flesh even if you were forced.

You almost feel bad knowing your human companion is hunting you in secret.

It's better he doesn't know, really.

While Amon continues his job, he finds himself more and more attached to you.

Far as he knows, you're human.

A human he cares for... someone he's fond of...

Blissfully unaware of the fact the very ghoul he's hunting is the one he's in love with.

In fact, Amon may even begin dating you before he even knows the truth.

He calls you over once day before grabbing your hands, admitting he never wants to lose you...

He loves you...

More than anything.

You play your act well.

At night, you hunt as any ghoul does, mask and all.

In the day, your with Amon for dinners and little dates.

Amon adores you.

Some nights you force yourself to give up a meal to attend to Amon at night.

You play your double life because you don't wish to hurt him.

In fact, after your dating it's harder to resist nipping sometimes...

But you keep your promises.

The life of both of you comes crumbling once Amon catches you feeding one night.

You had told him you were tired, that you were going to bed early in your apartment.

Amon believed you and went to work, only to catch a masked ghoul in an alley.

He goes to fight, yet he catches the ghoul hesitate.

Too enraged by the sight of blood trickling down the ghoul's mouth and the carcass under them, he aims for the face...

He cuts the mask with a swipe of his weapon, the ghoul moving just in time...

Only to see you staring back at him.

Many emotions course through him... betrayal, denial, fear, sadness...

He hesitates long enough for you to push him away and escape.

You jump across the rooftops, leaving Amon there all alone in shock.

After that encounter, he doesn't see you again.

As if in disbelief he even checks your apartment... you aren't there.

This is where Amon's obsession really starts.

He loved you, yet you're a ghoul.

You're a monster who played him, aren't you?

Amon never wanted to lose or hurt you.

Even now... he finds himself still resisting the thought.

Amon's obsession becomes him focused on hunting you down.

He isn't even entirely sure why he wants to.

Does he want to kill you? Does he want answers?

Is he still scared to lose you?

Because you two were involved, he feels conflicted.

Conflicted to the point it nearly drives him insane.

To learn his partner was a ghoul... what a thought.

Amon isn't just obsessed with catching you, he's obsessed with you.

He'd rather deal with you himself rather than let another dove do it.

You're his responsibility.

His obsession only gets worse as you run from him.

You never like to fight him, you always run.

Amon could probably deal with his obsession in one of two ways if they're a ghoul.

He could kill you.

In some twisted version of "If I can't have you, no one can", Amon tries to reason with himself to put you down.

He's tired of you running from him.

You can't keep eating people.

He doesn't want to kill you, he doesn't want to lose you.

Yet eventually he vows he'll make it painless, before fighting you.

When you're dying, he lightly kisses your lips.

He promises he's always loved you despite what you are... He'll never love another.

Then he does the final blow to put you out of your misery.

It doesn't matter how strong your kagune is, Amon will keep it with him as his quinque.

It's a brutal fate, something that no doubt wears Amon's psyche down more than it already is.

He rarely uses it in battle, preferring to keep it safe with him as some sort of charm.

There's times he even strokes the weapon, naming it after you.

Now you'll always be with him... forever.

The alternative is this;

Amon imprisons you.

Amon knows he can't have you roam the streets any longer.

He also knows he can't kill you... He can't bring himself to do it.

So, instead, Amon resorts to imprisonment.

As he restrains you, he promises to take care of you.

The CCG no doubt has tech that can render a ghoul helpless somewhere.

I can see Amon using such tech to restrain you in his home, perhaps locking you in his basement to keep to himself.

You want to be let go, but he can't lose you again.

If you need to eat, he'll research ways to stunt your appetite.

That, or, he'll treat you with pieces of himself.

He's careful not to give much... but perhaps Amon loves you enough to allow you to taste his flesh... even if you hate the fact you enjoy the taste.

Or he's just insane.

Amon prefers to keep your appetite light.

It's almost like he's attempting to rehabilitate you, as if being a ghoul can be managed.

I wouldn't doubt Amon interrogating other ghouls on ways to satiate you.

Eventually he'll even give you coffee with sugar cubes, putting aside his hate for other ghouls to care for you.

You and Kaneki are the ones who make him change his beliefs more.

He loves you... and when he stops your hunts, you're just like how he remembered.

Albeit chained to his basement... like some sort of wild animal salivating over human flesh.

You may be a ghoul... but Amon still adores your kisses and hold.

Although he has to be careful as you may be more... snappy.

Amon loves you even now...

Even if he has to treat you like a monstrous pet in his basement...

He'll never let you go again.

[shini--chan]

May I request headcanons about Yandere Kaneki please?

Of course, here, have a character sheet. I got a bit carried away, since it has been so long since I wrote somthing for Tokyo Ghoul.

Yandere Character Sheet

Ken Kanaki 

Trigger warnings: implied/references murder, humans are eaten, imprisonment, emotional/psychological manipulation, delusional behaviour, references to depression and suicidal ideation

Attributes - What sort of Yandere is he/she?

One of the cornerstones of Ken's yandere tendencies would be his protective urges. Few people aside from him know how dangerous and wicked the world can be. A person doesn't have to be a particularly sadistic ghoul to revel in bloodshed after all. There are so many ways you could hurt yourself. 

In the beginning, he would be haunted by scenarios of all the ways harm could befall you. He would wake up from nightmares of you dying and feel his heart clench at the thought of you being wronged. Thought of how you could be harmed drives him half-insane with worry.

After his time with Agoiri Tree, these tendencies would only skyrocket. You are his Elysium, an island in a stormy sea, an oasis in the scorching desert. Do you really think he could let anything happen to you? What had once been an unbearable anxiety, uncomfortable like centipedes crawling under his skin, would morph into outright bloodlust. The harmful element would wind up as a blood splatter on the ground.

Of course, part of these protective urges would be based on how strong you are. If you're just a fragile doll, then Ken would want nothing more than to wrap you up in the finest silk and hide you away forever. If you have your own back bone of steel, then he would be relaxed enough to allow you more leeway and time outside. However, even if you are strong, even more powerful than him, then he would still feel protective over you. After all, even the most talented and effective people have weaknesses and openings, even they sometimes make stupid mistakes.

Aside from that, Ken is sweet and often very considerate. He takes note of your wishes and desires, even taking the effort to remember the little things - a book that you offhandedly mentioned that you wanted to read, how you like your coffee, the route you take to work in the morning. If you do, he doesn't even take physical notes, rather dedicating it all painstakingly to memory. That way, you would take a long time to catch onto the red flags, to how he seems a bit too dedicated, too desperate for it to be healthy. 

Yes, he would be desperate and dependent. At night, he tries to tell himself that he would be happy just by watching you from afar, by ensuring your safety while remaining just another face in the crowd. He is too broken to be with you after all. But it is exactly because he is broken that he can't stay away from you. You put him at ease - your mere presence is balm to his fractured psyche and thus he would only grow more dependent on you the longer he would be a ghoul. 

There would be days when he would practically be attached to you by the hip, for once ignoring all your protests and trying to drink in your presence as much as possible, as if you are some healing draught. Lie down with him, card your fingers through his hair and sooth over all his rough edges and your wish would be his command (of course, as long as it would be within reason). This is also one of the reasons why it would never be able to let you go - you’re his source of strength, the reason he clings to life instead of falling to his suicidal ideation. In a way, you’re what Rize (the figment of his imagination, that is)  is to him and everything that she can’t be - supportive, yet not as harsh and biting, present and not in his head. You are something more than just a representation of one of his facets.  

Though, there are still times when he is fractured, when even you aren't able to consolidate the parts of him. Then, he is rash and paranoid and so very restrictive. In some ways, he projects his mental state onto the outside world - when he is particularly fragile and conflicted, then he would see his world as endangered. When he is plagued with doubts, he second guesses your words and reads between the non-existent lines, constantly fearful that you are just putting up an act. 

Entwined with that, is the way he flips between delusional and lucid. Thanks to his rather mild temper and selfless nature, he probably will have developed a somewhat normal relationship with you before his yandere tendencies would really emerge. At times he recognises that what he is doing is unhealthy and even toxic and that all the hurtful words you hurtle at him are warranted. Then there are other times when he isn’t sure of his own identity, or how the world really works. As a coping mechanism, he turns to you and ignores any misgiving you have about your relationship. 

Kaneki is also very much obsessed with you. At night, he dreams about you and during the day he sees you in his inner eye. You come to mind when he imagines what true beauty is supposed to look like. Whenever his mind dares to wander, it wanders to you. His thoughts revolve around you to the point where he finds it difficult to think clearly, unless he is in a fight or you are close by. And having you in his arms is by far the more preferable option. 

Cornering - How would they get you?

Ken doesn’t kidnap you. Not unless he would see that as the only option to keeping you safe. Instead, he tries to approach as he would a friend. With some luck on his side, he is his co-worker or a classmate; that way, it is expected that the two of you interact with each other as it is. Even with his character development over the course of canon, he is still clunky and shy when it comes to you. Well, if things start out as a professional relationship where he is mature and kind and helpful. However, as soon as matters would get more personal, then he would find himself floundering. 

Perhaps you find his clumsiness when it comes to his emotions for you adorable, perhaps you first have to warm up to him (which he would manage to his helpfulness and persistence) but in the end, when you are together, he couldn’t be happier. It doesn’t have to be an official relationship either, it can just be you growing closer and closer, you not even being fully cognisant of the extent of your feelings, or of his for that matter. 

Either way, Ken Kaneki does his best to wrap you up in a normal relationship before the going gets rough. It isn’t really his intention when the nature of your relationship starts to change; it just happens. There is this constant itch under his skin, these constructs in his mind mocking him that he’ll end up losing you. Thus, he pulls you closer and closer, drawing up all the more rules that you have to follow. 

It would start with him being more prying than usual on where you are going and being all the more inquisitive on how your day went. Then it would transition to a tracker in your clothes or one your phone and locked doors at night. And it would end with you only being let out of the house with him as a chaperone or with a person that he particularly trusts.  

Expectations - What do they expect of you?

Ken doesn’t have that many expectations of you, since he has a rather wide pallet of people that would check his boxes. Nevertheless, there are a few things that he looks for in a person and a few things that are absolute no-gos for him. One of those things is a strong sense of justice. He wouldn’t be able to bear a person that is psychopathic and sees other people as cattle or ants to be trod upon. After experiencing so much suffering, as well as seeing so much suffering being inflicted upon others, he requires somebody that can look at the world with kind eyes and not want to hurt others out of some sense of twisted glee. If you are an idealist that somehow wants to turn the world into a better place, then he would be all the more interested in you. 

Tying into that, you better not be hedonistic. While there is nothing wrong with wanting to indulge in the few joys life has to offer, there is something off putting to him about a person that makes their life revolve around chasing pleasure and drowning in it. There is much more to life than a set of actions or experiences that make your brain release endorphins, and you not acknowledging that would just seem cowardly to him. He wouldn’t have anything against you being naive and sheltered - to him there is a difference to being that and willfully blind, or even sadistic. 

Be sweet with him. He doesn’t mind a tsundere, but having to deal with a cynic (even if he is one at times) would just wear him down. At times, he just wants to put his head in your lap and have you card your hands through his hair. Surprise him with preparing coffee for when he gets home, and even if he can’t really eat the cake you bake for him, he would appreciate the sentiment. Aside from that, I can see him falling for somebody working in medicine and if you know that he is a ghoul and maybe go out of your way to smuggle out a bag of blood for him, he would be over the moon. 

Besides that, he has a huge competence kink. There is just something about you being very good at something significant that warms him with pride and adoration. If you write, then he wants to read everything that you bring to paper, and lose himself in descriptions of other worlds. Good at singing and/or dancing? He has countless videos and audios on his phone. Should you dance with him, then you’ll have the privilege of seeing his cheeks flush deep red as you guide him through the motions. If you have a particular talent for something else that isn’t tied to entertainment, then he could spend hours listening to you talk about your field of expertise. He doesn’t even have to understand it to be enraptured, your passion and competence is more than enough to entice him. 

Faded - Would they let go of you in any way?

You could scream and shout your throat raw at him, he would just nod along and prepare some warm milk with honey for when you’re finished with your tirade. He does his best to act unaffected, though your words are the equivalent of rubbing powdered glass over his skin. If you would continue for long or hit particularly sensitive nerves he would break down and cry. But still he would never let you go, as he would tell you. Because don’t you see, none of this is for him, it is all for you! 

So no matter what you do, no matter how much what you say amplifies his self-hatred, he would keep you by his side. That being said, there are still two circumstances where he would let you go. 

The first is if he comes to the conclusion that you are safer away from him rather than by his side. This would be due to you being endangered by proxy to him. The last thing he would want would be for you to die in the crossfire in a fight with the CCG or another ghoul faction, or, heavens forbid, be targeted as a means to hurt him. 

The second would be him forgetting you. When Ken Kaneki becomes Haise Sasaki, he forgets you, at least when it comes to conscious memory. Though watch out! As soon as he would smell you or see you again, he would find himself drawn to you again. 

Punishment - How would they proceed if you do something they disapprove of?

On average, Ken isn't big on punishments. He sees himself as your protector and guardian, and what sort of protector would he be if he can't protect you from himself? Perhaps as the Centipede he would more deliberately punish you. Else, in his mind he only takes measures to protect you, and if they are harsh, then so be it. It is clear that you are too reckless and naive and optimistic so you need a minder that isn't reluctant to make tough choices. 

If you are too carefree and prone to venturing around, he'll imprison you in your shared apartment. Hanging out with people he doesn't approve of? Suddenly you are hearing stories of how they are terrible, good for nothing people. He'll lock away all the knives and anything you can hurt yourself with if you try to fight, and baby you if you self-harm. After trying to escape, he'll forbid you from watching TV or reading books, citing that your overactive imagination caused you to do something so foolhardy. 

Protest will seem to fall on deaf ears. Sometimes they will but other times they'll be carefully filed away so that he can lose sleep due to them. You are always on his mind, after all, the good as well as the bad. 

Reaction - How would they react to you escaping?

Panic, full blown panic. That is what he'll experience at first and the younger he is, the longer the panic attack will last. He'll dash around your shared living space, just hoping his panic is unwarrented and you just hid yourself away in one of your tantrums. His searching becomes more frantic and destructive the longer you remain undiscovered.

Eventually, he'll force himself to make a cup of coffee and sit down. Kaneki will do his best to piece together the various variables: When did you leave? What did you take with you? Which places are you most likely to run to? Are there any people from your past life that you still place a lot of trust in? 

He will try his best to put himself in your shoes in order to anticipate your past, current and future choices and thus successfully track you down. Depending on which phase of his life he is currently in, there will be differences.

The shy Ken Kaneki that he is in the beginning of canon handles it like a teenage boy looking for his crush or friend. Checking social media, asking around, quietly loitering around places where he thinks you'll pop up. The Centipede is far more violent and far more desperate to get you in his grasp again, therefore the police and the CCG will find a lot of corpses, courtesy of his quest to find you again. As Haise Sasaki, he has far more resources and is calmer. In that case, he can cook up an excuse to have you very officially hunted down and dragged before him. 

The end is always the same - him fussing over you like a mother hen, obsessively checking you for injuries and chiding you. After that incident, he’ll vow to keep a closer eye on you. You’ll be kept on an even shorter leash, with him being far stricter about rules and such in comparison to before your escape attempt. In his eyes, it came to you running away because he was far too lax with rules and vague about his intentions. 

Turnabout - Scenario: You have the upper hand? What would be different from their usual MO? 

Actually, not much world change, on the surface at least. In some ways, he wouldn’t mind you taking the steering wheel and allowing you to play the dominant partner in the relationship. If anything, being taken care of and having to relinquish control to you would be a new yet not unwelcome experience for him. At first, he would be worried and nagging, wanting to wriggle his way into being the one that takes care of you, the one that makes sacrifices yet he would slowly learn to enjoy taking the back seat. That is, of course, if the two of you would stick to being in a romantic relationship. However, don’t think he’ll allow you to get away. If anything, he might become so used to being taken care of, that he’ll not allow you to get rid of him. 

On the other hand, if you become his captor and he your captee, he would have a lot of mixed feelings. In many ways, he would understand your urges to harm him and restrict his movements. After all, he had wronged you and in retrospect, he would realise that he might have been too harsh and condescending. That would make him vow to learn from his mistakes and treat you with more dignity, should he manage to turn the tables again. Because even if you would harm him, he would still continuously forgive you, because you forgive the people that you hold dear, or not?

Vengeance - What would they do in the face of competition?

Ken is insecure as it is and having a rival would only make this worse. Though it wouldn't have the intended effect of making him back off, rather it would make him all the more determined. Though, depending on which stage he is currently in, there are vast differences on how he deals with rivals. 

As Ken Kaneki, the original, shy and timid Ken Kaneki, who has just become a ghoul or will soon become one, he’ll be much more shy. There is something all too tragic about the way he pines after you, in the manner a mediaeval knight would have pined after a lady of noble standing, a love that could never be mutual and fulfilled. Though, at times the depth of his passion will even spur him to action! It is surprising to everybody, even him and therefore he has a lot of plausible deniability in the case law enforcement comes knocking. It would sicken him to the core what he does to have you, and all the while he carries the heavy regrets in his heart, but it is all worth it as long as you are safe. Though, that is just when his emotions get the better of him, an absolute last resort. Else, he will try to convince you with shy words and texts in the middle of the night that your current paramour just isn’t compatible with you and that you deserve better. 

As The Centipede, he is far more ruthless. After all, he does know what is best for you at the end of the day. So when he determines that the man that is currently in a relationship with you, or is bringing you flowers and chocolates every other day in an attempt to woo you, is bad for you, then the unlucky fellow must go. If he is feeling particularly frustrated and just must get the point over to you, then he waits to kill the offender right in front of you. Of course, that is if he can’t talk to you about his issues with you. Else he expects you to know that his arms are the safest to be it, and for you to reject any advances. It just might be that the one or the other is particularly pesky and persistent and needs to be taken out. 

As Haise Sasaki, his plans are more complex. He has a reputation and a hell lot of resources to fall back on. As such, he tries the easy route first and foremost - talking to you. Of course, you might very well not be convinced by his word alone and then he’ll do some digging to drag the skeletons that certain person has in their closet forth. Maybe he’ll get other people to talk to you, to offhandedly mention and discuss the various flaws of his opponent with you. As much as he might want to kill his rival, he can’t make it too obvious. Perhaps that person will then be sandwiched between two warring parties and wind up as collateral damage, or be the victim of a violent crime in a far away city, or are found dead by a suicide hotspot. It takes much to get Haise to take his rival into a back alley or out into the country in order to make short work of them. 

In all scenarios he feels a twinge of guilt, but does his best to stamp it out with thoughts about you - your safety, your love, your happiness, you, you, you. 

Art is not mine: from Irina Vinnik and other artists

[animeyanderelover]

Anon: Ayato Kirishima prompts 22 & 223 (maybe 109 too?)

@naeho @flaming-vulpix

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, stalking, blood, abduction, violence, threats

Prompt 22, 109 & 223

Ghouls weren't just an urban legend. This was the reality you and so many other citizens of Tokyo had to live with each day. It was always in the news. Every murder that was believed to be committed by ghouls was aired within the next news. Experts were often invited on talk shows, answering questions and explaining how humans could identify a ghoul. All the news and the stuff circling around online were meant to make the inhabitants of the big city more warily around strangers. After all, to the unknown eye a ghoul could easily pose as a human. Your parents had always warned you to not enter any dark and abandoned passages, whether it was day or night. Ghouls could always lurk in such narrow streets, waiting for a chance to hunt and devour an unknown human who strayed upon such a path.

You did your best to follow their rules as you had not the desire to be killed and then consumed by a ghoul, even though you knew that they needed human flesh as much as you needed the daily meals you consumed. In a way it was a difficult ethical question but one you could never discuss with others. You were worried that they wouldn't understand you. You'd never encountered a ghoul so far in your lifetime, at least not as far as you knew. But who knew? You could have passed a ghoul in your daily life somewhere before. It was hard to tell as to the naked eye, the many people who crossed the same streets as you and who visited the same shopes and stores you did looked all like normal human beings. You supposed that you should have been happy for the fact that you had never met a ghoul before as such encounters rarely went well for your kind, but you couldn't deny a small tinge of curiosity to just catch a short glance of one.

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It was after your graduation that your hidden and small wish to see a ghoul was fulfilled. It was already quite late when you headed back home that day as you had spent the entire evening and night celebrating with your friends passing your final and last exams in high school. Miraculously all of you had made it through all jarring tests and exams. Now the next step in your life was beginning. You had already chosen and applied for your dream university and had been accepted. Your life was going quite well right now, at least in your opinion.

On your way home you passed quite a few of smaller streets that would have led you away from the busy main districts of Tokyo and into quieter and less hectic blocks of concrete. You ignored all of them as you knew better despite the tiny desire that wanted to know. You weren't dumb after all. Your eyes were focused on your phone as you were texting your parents that you were now heading back home just as you passed another one of those misleading, narrow streets and caught a shadow limping away from the corner of your eyes. Your brain took a few miliseconds before it fully processed the visual information it had just seen and you stopped for a moment.

Your eyes flew back, although now you couldn't see anything. Strange... You could have sworn that you had spotted a figure moments ago. You stepped cautiously a few steps closer, although still remaining close enough to the street you had to use to go back home. You just stood there for a while, staring down the side street. Perhaps you had just imagined it. It was dark after all and this side street wasn't very well-lit. Just as you were about to continue your walk back home, you saw something else as your eyes shortly roamed on the ground. Small patches pointing further down the side street, the dark liquid shimmering weakly with the light that hit them from the much bigger and brighter street you were walking on.

You furrowed your eyebrows as you stepped closer before kneeling down, trying to identify the fluid. You sniffed a bit as you bent your head down in hopes of catching a whiff of it. A faint metallic scent hit your nostrils, one that had you instantly recoil the moment your brain attached an image to the scent. It-it smelled like...like blood. You could hear your heart rate picking up a bit of speed as you crouched on the floor. You gulped as you gazed once more down the side street, realizing that the shadow you had seen earlier must have been real. Was it their blood too? That meant that they were hurt, right?

You hesitated for a short moment as you stood there, unsure of what to do now. You knew that it would be a bad idea to head down such a suspicious-looking street. This looked like the typical alleyway in a horror movie where the first and unsuspecting victim would be murdered and it unsettled you. Nevertheless, if there really was a person that needed help, you should do what you could. So you took hesitant and slightly shaky steps into the side street, your eyes darting back and forth over every wall, fence and dustbin. You stopped when you were in front of a wall with the only way to head further down right from you. You peaked around the corner although it wasn't well-lit which allowed you to see about nothing except darkness. Your eyes wandered behind you where the much more safe street was. Where you should be right now. About two minutes passed where you stood there, your heart rate increasing even more as you stared down the darker path. Were you really going to do this?

It started with a small and jittery step. Then another one. Then another one. Each tiny step leading you further down the alleyway as you left the lights and people of the main street behind. Your heart was plummeting a bit further down your body with each step you took, leaving the light and noises of the road you were supposed to be on further and further behind until only darkness surrounded you. You pulled your phone out, your hands sweaty and shaking slightly as you had to use your fashlight from here on. Your mouth was dry as you held your phone in front of your chest, flinching and dying a bit whenever you heard a noise from somewhere. The flashlight from your phone only lightened the way a few steps ahead. Walking further down felt like a challenge now, your legs wobbly and heavy as you forced them to move step by step down the dark street.

You shortly paused when the thought occured to you that you should possibly call a hospital if there really was someone injured. So you dialed the number with trembling fingers as you called the closest hospital and spoke in a hushed tone to the person on the other side, afraid to speak any louder and possibly reveal your presence and location to someone here. When the woman on the other line advised you to not head down the dark road by yourself, you almost wanted to cry a bit. You were already there after all. Nevertheless, you thanked her for her advice and ended the call. You just stood there like this for a few more seconds, considering her words as you took deep breaths. You listened closely to everything around you, scared that your phone call might have alerted someone about your presence in this alleyway.

Nothing happened. It managed to give you at least a bit of relief yet your hear rate certainly didn't drop. You felt like you had made the wrong decision. You should head back and wait for the ambulance. You nodded to yourself as you made the decision to turn back and leave this unnerving road. But then, just as you were about to leave with hasty and fast steps, did you hear another sound. It was coming from further down the road, sounding like a painful groan. The sound gave you goosebumps all over your skin as you flinched when your ears picked the noise up. You just stood there, in the suffocating darkness, contemplating whether to ignore the obvious noises of pain of another person and head back to the safety of a public road or ignore all alarm bells in your mind and help someone injured.

“Is someone there?”

Oh god…

Now you had been spotted. It was a woman judging from the sound of the voice, raw with pain. You felt guilt and compassion when you heard her voice, filled with pain. Could you really walk away despite another human being in pain? Especially since you had been spotted now anyways? No. You could never do such a thing.

“P-please! I need help. I’ve been attacked.”

“W-wait! I’m coming!”

You tried to walk faster, your phone lightening the way for you as you made your way further down the dark alleyway. There were some trash cans littering the lonely road, some fences limiting the space you could walk on. Besides that though, there really wasn’t much here. Only you and the other woman. You squeezed your eyes as you tried to find the woman with your flashlight. You shouldn’t be too far away from where she should be, right?

“H-here. I’m here.”

When you heard her voice, so close now, you turned your phone around, trying to search for her. Then, you finally found her. She let out a grunt and covered her eyes with her hands when the bright light from your phone shone directly into her face. She appeared to be at most only 4 years older than you. She was sitting on the ground, her legs stretched in front of her and her back leaning against one of the many fences in the alleyway. Your eyes widened when your gaze fell on the many wounds covering her body.

They were everywhere!

“Holy shit! How did this happen?!”

You temporarily forgot your fear of the situation as you rushed over to her, kneeling down to inspect her wounds closer. There were so many… You bit your lips anxiously, praying that the ambulance would soon arrive. But how… how were such wounds even possible? They covered her body. It almost reminded you of multiple bullet wounds with the way her injuries appeared.

“I-I called the hospital! Don’t worry! You’ll soon be fine!”

You told her, hoping to cheer her up and give her hope. You didn’t have anything to stop the bleeding though… You only had some tissues. It was better than nothing though. You pulled your small backpack from your back and started searching for the tissues.

“You’re such a nice girl… Too bad, I guess.”

You wanted to ask her what she meant by that. You looked up at her, a slightly confused expression on your face. When you saw her eyes, you froze though. Black creeped upon her sclera as her irises turned red, seemingly glowing a bit in the light of your phone. A grin crossed her face, one that had your stomach flipping and your heart stopping in your chest. The look on your face slowly morphed into one of fear as your hands started shaking when you realized who was in front of you.

A ghoul. She was a ghoul.

“Oww~Did you realize what I am?”

She asked you in a cooing tone, grabbing your face with a firm grip. Her fingers dug painfully into your skin as she looked at you.

“I do think that it’s quite a shame that you had to find me. You seem like a good person. But I really need your flesh right now. I need to heal from the wounds he afflicted on me.”

She opened her mouth and you saw your life flashing before your eyes as she leaned down to rip the flesh out of your neck. Silent tears were flowing down your face as your breath came out in short and rapid bursts, your chest feeling tight and heavy.

You couldn’t even process what happened next. You only knew that something came and hit her with full force, the impact throwing her back. She let out a surprised yelp as she let you go. You stumbled back out of shock, your phone flying out of your hand and landing somewhere behind you. The flashlight was still on though so at least it wasn’t broken.

Not that your phone was your main problem at the moment. You just sat there on the cold ground, your heart in your throat as you looked frantically around in the dark. You couldn’t see anything and were too scared to try to retrieve the phone. Your body refused to move, shaking and trembling as you tried to understand what had just happened. You could see the faint outline of another person standing there. Where had they come from?

“You! What are you doing here?!”

You heard the woman hissing as she stood up, apparently knowing who this was.

“Didn’t I tell you to abandon your territory? Why are you still here?”

Territory…?

Oh my god, as in their hunting spots?! Had you just seriously walked into the hunting area of a ghoul?!

“Why is it any of your worries?! What did I do to you?! Get out of here! This has been my territory for years! I won’t let you take it from me! You bastard, I’ll make you pay for assaulting me earlier!”

You couldn’t see that well but the faint lights from the city and the little bit of flashlight from your phone gave you a somewhat rough ability to see what was going on. Not like you were able to understand or even believe what you were seeing in the first place.

Something akin to a tail suddenly grew out of her lower back and she used that thing to try to hit the mysterious man who had just suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He dodged by jumping back as something grew out from in between his shoulders that resembled wings. Not like you had any time to be astonished or surprised as a fight unfolded right in front of your eyes. The girl constantly tried to hit the man with her tail, the sound of it like a whiplash whilst he quickly dodged her and moved around, shooting something out of his wings. The female ghoul let out painful screams when those things hit her and you had a good idea that he had been the one who had injured her prior to you finding her here.

Very, very slowly you started crawling back, each movement slow and careful as you were mindful to not alert them with any sudden movements. You had to get out of here! It was too dangerous. You didn’t want to be killed and eaten. You didn’t even care about your phone. Your life was far more important.

The female ghoul went down on all fours as she was shot with another load of the hard and deadly stuff the man was shooting out of his wings. You heard her retching something up and even if you couldn’t see anything in the darkness, you could very vividly imagine her spitting up blood. Ragged breaths and pants from her mouth echoed through the empty side streets as you crawled further and further away, slow and careful.

“Where do you think you’re going?! You’re my meal!”

She had spotted you. You knew it and you could hear the anger in her voice. You saw how she lifted her weird additional grown tail, or at least the faint outline of it, heard the sound as it whipped through the air, the sound getting closer to you. And you just sat there. You were frozen on the ground, your life flashing before your eyes. You knew that her tail was coming, you just couldn’t see when. An image of your head being separated from the rest of your body popped up in your mind and you closed your eyes, waiting for the end to come.

Only that it never happened.

You only remembered the feeling of strong and muscular arms suddenly grabbing you, a cold breeze and a ticklish feeling in the pit of your stomach that reminded you of the times you’d rode a roller coaster at an amusement park. Then you remembered the feeling of someone releasing you from their hold, placing you on the ground again. When you opened your eyes, you saw the same guy standing in front of you. His wing-like things on his back were glowing slightly red even in the darkness and now that he was so close to you, you could see that he was wearing a mask. He had saved you… Why?

“What…? Why would you…?”

You could tell that the ghoul lady behind you was equally as confused and surprised as you as she looked at you and the other ghoul. Silence followed as she seemed to think about it and you couldn’t blame her. You were doing the same. You were starting puzzled at the guy standing in front of you, unable to wrap your head around why he would save you. To your surprise he seemed to stare right back at you, even though you couldn’t really tell because of the very little light in this alleyway and his mask.

“Ooh… I think I understand.”

You couldn’t tell for sure but it almost looked like his shoulders were tensing up when she suddenly spoke with an astonished tone. He turned his head around, looking at her as she tried to stand up despite the severe wounds on her body.

“Well, well, I didn’t expect this. Not that I can blame you. They are a rather cute and delicious thing, aren’t they?”

You got chills when hearing her sickening sweet tone as if she was trying to mock him. What did she mean though? Did she realize something that you didn’t?

“I know they’re cute.”

Before your mind could even process what he meant when saying those words, he was gone. Instead a bone-chilling scream filled the streets, accompanied by a sickening crack that sounded like breaking bones.

“BUT THEY’RE MINE! TOUCH THEM AND I’LL KILL YOU!!”

You sat there in horror, the agonizing screams of the female ghoul ringing in your eyes as the other ghoul attacked her mercilessly. Even if you couldn’t see anything, you pictured it in your head. Those images made your stomach flip over as you could almost feel your lunch slowly being pushed up your throat.

“S-stop it please.”

He continued and you couldn’t tell if he had decided to ignore you or just hadn’t heard you. The screams and cries of her had grown weaker and even if she had tried to kill and eat you, you couldn’t let her die in front of you. You’d never be able to forget it otherwise. It would haunt you.

“Stop it! Please stop it! You’ve done enough!”

Finally, he seemed to pause his actions. You couldn’t hear anything besides her whimpers and soft cries.

“Huh? You want me to stop? Are you stupid?”

His voice was harsh and irritated upon hearing your request and you almost flinched. He didn’t sound very friendly and you were still scared. But he had saved you for whatever reasons and so you could only hope that he wouldn’t hurt you or even kill you ultimately.

“She’s defenseless! You’ve hurt her enough! Please…I’m begging you, don’t kill her.”

You heard his footsteps as he walked towards your kneeling form and you grabbed the hem of your shirt with sweaty hands, afraid and terrified.

“You’re one of those kind-hearted fools, aren’t you? People like you usually die the quickest. You ought to be grateful that I came to save you in the first place or you would have been made her meal by now. You know why? Because you’re weak. Weak and pathetic.”

You flinched and leaned back when he bent down to you, your heart in your throat as you swallowed dryly. He sounded almost hostile with his words, even bitter in a way.

Seconds passed by, slow seconds where he just looked literally down on you before your ears picked up another sound. Sirens. The ambulance was here. The sound alerted the man too as he looked up.

“Did you call the hospital? Are you braindead?!”

You flinched when he raised his voice, putting your arms in front of your face.

“I-I just wanted to help!”

You yelled back in defense, although your shaky tone didn’t sound very convincing. You feared that he’d just yell at you again but instead you heard him letting out a deep and annoyed sigh.

“Whatever then. You get your wish. I’ll let her survive…For now at least.”

You were surprisingly relieved when hearing that he wouldn’t kill her but got quickly confused when he grabbed one of your arms and forced you to stand up, without releasing his hold on you.

“W-what are you doing? Let go.”

You said weakly as you tried to shake his arm off. He only let out a scoff in return.

“Why should I? You’re coming with me after all.”

“…What? What do you mean?! You can’t just-“

He didn’t let you finish your sentence. Instead you felt his fist smashing against the back of your head. Pain exploded in your brain, flooding your body as you let out a yelp and grabbed your head, your palms covering the throbbing part as your legs gave in. He caught you before you could fall though and lifted you up in his arms with ease.

“I have no time to argue with you now. Spare me your moral lessons for later. Or just shut up completely.”

Dizziness came over you and you noticed black dots appearing in front of your vision. The more you blinked, the worse it seemed to get. It grew worse and worse as everything around you started to get blurry. The last thing you remembered was him jumping up, from roof to roof, carrying you somewhere. Where, you didn’t know. Blackness embraced you before you could have found out…

~~~

You woke up with a massive headache, your hands instantly cradling the back of your head, rubbing over it in an attempt to soothe the pain somehow. You let out a groan as you tried to cope with the pain somehow. It took you a couple of blinks before you had gotten rid of the blurriness around the edges of your vision. You laid on a tatami mat in a simple room with very little furniture. A cupboard, a table and a chair were all that you could spot, otherwise the room was nearly empty.

This was strange. Where were you even?

You slowly sat up, freezing when the sudden shift from lying to sitting triggered a new wave of dizziness to crash down onto you, making everything worse. You felt nauseous and terrible, clutched the blanket covering you and took deep breaths through your nose to try to keep the bile in your throat. You didn’t want to throw up, especially not since you didn’t even know where you were.

You closed your eyes as you took deep breaths, trying to sort your thoughts without worsening your headache even more. What had happened?

“Are you awake? Good. You humans are so fragile, I was worried that I had used too much force when knocking you out.”

The moment the door opened and someone walked in, you remembered. Hearing that voice made you remember everything and you nearly jumped out of bed. Only to fall back down and let out another groan when the pain in your head worsened. The man sighed when he saw it and stepped closer until he was kneeling right next to you. His blue eyes briefly scanned you.

“Does it hurt a lot?”

You looked at him in disbelief.

“What sort of question is that? Of course it hurts.”

You hissed out whilst clutching your head, looking warily at the blue-haired man.

“Who… who are you?”

It took him a good while to answer your question and you wondered why.

“Ayato.”

Ayato. So now you at least knew the name of your abductor.

“A-Ayato…Why am I here?”

“Well, I couldn’t just let you die out there, could I? So I took you with me.”

“What? Why?”

“Because you’re weak. And naive. Who is so stupid to walk into a dark alleyway all by themselves?? You were literally just asking to be attacked and made a victim! I only left you out of my sight for a short while and you nearly get yourself killed! How can you even-“

“What did you just say?”

You interrupted him and you could tell that he clearly didn’t enjoy that as his forehead furrowed. That was until he actually realized what you had asked and what he had said. He pursed his lips.

“Nothing.”

“No, don’t try to deny it now. You…you just said that you were watching me? You knew me even before you saved me in that alleyway. You…how long have you been doing that?”

It made sense. Why else would a ghoul who you had just met save you and go as far as abducting you?

“It doesn’t matter now, does it?”

He replied rudely, glaring slightly at you before averting his gaze elsewhere. His facial expression looked conflicted and slightly mad.

“It does. I think that I have a right to know how long you’ve been stalking me.”

“I didn’t stalk you! Goddamnit! Would you just shut up?!”

You did. You did shut up when he started raising his voice angrily. You bit your bottom lip, your gaze focusing on the blanket you were clutching in your hands. You were so confused. You were anxious. You just wanted to go home.

Ayato took notice of your clearly startled and intimidated form and let out another sigh.

“Hey…look, I’m sorry. Just stop asking me any more questions, alright? I’m not in the mood.”

“Can I go home?”

He gave you a look of disbelief as you still asked him a question anyway, your voice a mere whisper. He didn’t answer immediately though which heightened your anxiety.

“Did you even listen? I’m not going to let you leave. What would you do outside without my protection anyways? I left you out of my sight and you instantly got yourself in troubles. You can’t even survive without me. If it wouldn’t have been for me, you wouldn’t be anymore, you know? You would have been digested by that ghoul right about now otherwise. I already told you that you should be more grateful to me for that.”

You had anticipated this answer somehow yet hearing it still filled you with dread and fear. You wanted to go home. You had a family. You had friends.

“No…please. I-I have family and friends. I want to go back.”

You begged weakly, looking at him. You tried your best to hold your tears back, despite the pain in your head and your anxious feelings. He only gave you a laugh of disbelief when he saw your face.

“You look really pathetic right now. You should see your face. I don’t know if I should be angry or turned on. You’re lucky that you still look somewhat adorable.”

You winced when he grabbed your chin, squeezing his fingers a tad bit too tight that it was the borderline of painful.

“Listen. I’ll only say it once. You’re not going to leave. You’ll stay. Because you’re way too pathetic, weak and stupid to survive out there alone. You need someone to protect you. Someone like me. You should feel glad. I can keep you safe because they’re all afraid of me.”

He meant it. You knew it and you hated that you were as weak as you were right now. Because it only seemed to silently prove his point as he slowly released his grip on you and pushed you down on the tatami mat again.

“Just rest some more and calm down if you’re already at it. I think I underestimated how delicate you really are.”

He was rough with his touches and words and you could tell that he probably had never really taken care of someone before. That wasn’t what was important though.

“Please…”

You begged once more, looking at him with tears in your eyes. You knew that in your current condition, there wouldn’t be any use to try to resist. Blue eyes locked with your own and narrowed.

“You’re unbelievable. Why should I care? Did your own kind ever care about the feelings of my kind when slaughtering parents, children and lovers only because we did what we needed to do to survive? No. They didn’t. So why should I care about your feelings now? You’re still alive and I don’t plan to kill you. Stop acting like an entitled brat.”

Your eyes followed him as he stood up and walked away, throwing you one short glance as he stood in the doorframe. It was like he was wordlessly warning you to not attempt any bullshit before he closed the door and left you all alone. You laid in your new tatami mat for a while, staring at the wall in an attempt to process and understand everything. It didn’t take long for the first fat tears to escape your eyes as you pressed your lips together in a thin line, trying to silence any sobs that threatened to escape. What now?

[kthyg]

ghoul. — (training) (m)

[SECOND INSTALMENT OF GHOUL SERIES : TRAINING]

“I like it when you’re under me. The only place you will ever be is under me.”

or

Jimin and Jungkook decided they wanted to have an unplanned training session with you.

pairing : yandere jikook x reader

rating : M

genre : tokyo ghoul au, soulmate au, violence 

disclaimer : this story is a work of fiction. descriptions of the BTS members in this story does not reflect nor portray them in real life. everything in this story only fits in imagination and does not apply outside of imagination.

warning : infliction of pain on woman (oc).

word count : 3.2k+

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note from winter 💌 :

PLS IM WRITING THIS AS WE SPEAK: I WAS ABOUT TO MAKE JUNGKOOK LOOK DOWN ON MINGYU BUT THEN JUNGKOOK IS SHORTER THAN GYU IM SOBBVINF SO HARDDD so i decided to change the scene HAHAHAAHAHHAHAA

ok real note 📝

maybe i like jimin being rough. haha like

LIKE BRO HE CANT BE ALL SOFT HE HAS GOT TO LIKE TO INFLICT PAIN AND I WOULD GLADLY RECEIVE

💌 what is winter listening to? : 28 reasons by seulgi

dedication : to my sleep demon, you can fuck off now. ive written your shit down.

           Another day at KCCG, Korea Commission of Counter Ghoul, the second branch of CCG that originated from Japan. An everyday reminder when Jimin stepped into the KCCG building. The logos of CCG and KCCG were designated next to each other looking very alike except that KCCG has an additional letter ‘K’ before the CCG. The emblems were blueish black in colour and an animal akin to a bird spreading its wings was embedded at the centre of the emblem respectively, and a few deep curves and details to make it look elegant.

           “Jimin hyung.” A voice called.

           He turned to the voice. “Jungkook.” His soulmate.

           “Why the hard face?”

           “The only thing that is hard right now is my dick, so if you don’t have any plans to help soften it down, then I suggest you go back to your office before I fuck you right here.”

            “Vulgar,” the younger hissed. “I’m your superior. How dare you speak to me that way.”

            “An inferior in bed,” Jimin mumbled nonchalantly.

            “I’ll give away your mission in 1st ward to Investigator Rosè,” Jungkook retorted.

            “I needn’t worry because she’s not fit for the mission, and you need Joon’s approval for that. 1st ward has always been assigned to me.” He said calmly.

            “Namjoon hyung gives me green light for everything, so–”

            “Gyu.” Your voice interrupted their conversation. It wasn’t too loud but given that their sense of hearing was very acute, even your softest voice could reach their ears.

            You entered the building and with delighted steps, you skipped your way towards Kim Mingyu, Ghoul Investigator of Special Class. Jimin’s gaze followed your figure until you reached the male investigator. Jungkook didn’t miss the hard gaze but instead of asking what was wrong with Jimin, he found himself staring hard at your figure too or the situation.

            Since when were you close with Mingyu?

            “Good morning, lotus.” Mingyu greeted you with a soft, subtle kiss on the crown of your head.

            “Morning,” you smiled, handing over a coffee to him. “Where’s Minghao?”

            “Late as usual,” he sighed before taking a sip of the coffee, thanking you after. “Overslept maybe.”

            “It’s fine, we can wait.” Sipping a bit of your coffee, you fished out a small device from your pocket. The device was a sphere in shape and floating. You let it float in the air as pressed the button on the device.

            “You got a new SfereX?” Mingyu asked.

            “Yes. The old one was destroyed during the mission at the 2nd ward.” You sighed.

            As soon as you pressed the button, a hologram flashed in front of you. The technology inside the device resembled a laptop or tablet but an even more compact version. As the system loaded you to your home page, you pressed the reminder calendar.

            “Today we have a training session with Minghao…” You spread your fingers as the hologram zoomed onto the details of the session. “Focusing on hand-to-hand combat.”

            Mingyu nodded. “He needs that very much.”

            You slapped his shoulder lightly. “Give him a little credit. He’s not that bad. He’s just so used to the use of weapons.”

            Mingyu was about to speak up but as his eyes narrowed a bit over your shoulder, he noticed two figures approaching.

            Two figures that, if possible, he always wanted to avoid.

            “Ah, good morning, Director Jeon, Investigator Park.”

            That caught you off guard.

            Upon hearing your childhood friend’s name, your body went rigid, and your mind flew back to when you discovered that half of your files in the star folder were gone after you returned from Investigator Min’s office. You don’t have proof that it was Jimin that deleted your files. Of course, you could walk into the security room and check the CCTVs, but you went against that idea because as much as you wanted to fight for your justice, you knew Jimin would do anything and everything to deny your claim.

            Quickly turning around, you bowed. “Good morning.”

Jimin zeroed his attention on you as he spoke. “Training session with me and Investigator Jeon at combat room 2. In 5 minutes.”

            “But I have–”

            “Are you defying your superior, (Y/N)?”

            Your eyes flickered at the sudden use of authority. “No, that’s not it…”

            Mingyu saw the hesitation in your eyes as you struggled to find the right word. Maybe it was due to the difference in rank and the intimidation Jimin held because you were not one to hesitate. “Park, she has a scheduled training session with me.” He emphasised the word ‘scheduled’. “Please be considerate and respectful of others’ time.”

            “Investigator Kim,” Jimin turned his body to fully face him. His face was devoid of emotions. “Before anything, (Y/N) is under me. Whatever changes made are effective immediately regardless of your opinion.”

            “It doesn’t change the fact that you are disturbing my line of work by messing up my schedule, Investigator Park.” Mingyu refused to back away.

            “That’s enough.” Jungkook finally voiced out.

            He has been standing next to Jimin all while his gaze was on you. Breaking his intense gaze, he continued. “I instigated the training session. I believe you won’t have any problem with me doing so, right, Investigator Kim?”

            A muscle in his jaw twitched. “If you’re trying to use your rank and force me to submission, I’d suggest you stop, Director Jeon.”

            “Kim Mingyu.” You could see Jimin’s jaw tightened as soon as he let out the stern call.

            You really didn’t want to ruin anyone else’s morning especially yours. “Gyu, it’s fine. We can reschedule.” You told him.

            “It’s not fine. This doesn’t only affect me,” His eyes that were on the two guys in front of him were now on you. A wave of pity – or maybe concern – was seen. “But it also affects you.”

            You knew what his next sentence would be.

            “(Y/N), how–” How long are you going to tolerate being stepped on by these bunch of fucked up higher-ups?

            And you didn’t have it in you to respond to that question yet.

            “The training will take 2 hours at most. I’ll be available by noon and you’re free at that hour too.” You pinched the hologram after checking the reminder calendar and clicked the button to switch off the device.

            “Moreover, your student has yet to arrive, no?” Jungkook directed his question to Mingyu. “Technically, I can take up (Y/N)’s schedule at this very moment because her scheduled training appears to be delayed. It gives literally anyone the right to take it up.”

            Jungkook raised a hand to cover his lips albeit not fully, he let Mingyu see the condescending smirk through the gaps between his fingers. “Teach your student to respect other people’s time before teaching us. That’s very hypocrite of you.”

            He didn’t wait for Mingyu to even breathe another word as he turned on his heels and made his way to the assigned combat room.

            “Let’s go.” Jimin called on you.

            Keeping your head low, you responded. “Yes, Investigator Park.”

           You entered the combat room after having your clothes changed. It seemed like you blended in quite well with the room. Your combat attire was white overall as well as the room, both wall and floor. The combat room is empty but not fully empty as there were flower beds. White flowers. You have no idea why it was the way it was.

           As you made your way to a bench, you unwrapped the bandage you had brought over from your locker in the changing room to wrap your hands. The clicking sounds of a door closing reached your ears. Jungkook stepped into the combat room. Spotting you on the bench, he smiled as he approached you.

            “Quite a scene just now, don’t you think, (Y/N)?” He sat next to you, mirroring your action with a bandage of his own. “A bit too early to my taste, I’d say. But very refreshing.”

           Of course, it’s refreshing for you.

           You practically wrecked your brain trying to find the appropriate answer to give out in response. Giving up, you could only muster up a tight smile and continued bandaging your hands. You subtly glanced at his hands as he finished wrapping up his hand.

            Well, that’s quick.

            After glancing for a bit too long, you noticed his bandage matched his outfit. Black. You looked at your unfinished wrapping.

            White.

            Just as you were about to resume your wrapping, Jungkook’s hands came into the frame. He gently pulled your hand so that it was closer to him and easier for him to wrap up for you.

            “Uh, I can…” You pulled your hand away slowly. “Do it myself.”

            He seemed to frown upon your action as he pulled your hand back to him and resumed. “I know.”

            Jungkook sure was efficient and quick in his action. He finished wrapping up your both hands in under one minute. All while holding your hand as if you would break if he put even the littlest pressure. You had the time to study his face.

            There were significant features of his that remained the same or maybe matured a bit, but it didn’t stop you from going back to the old days you shared with Jungkook. Back then when you were first brought to the headquarter of the Jeon clan, you knew of no one. Not even the person that brought you there. At that time, Jungkook was the only child you saw. If only calling him a child was right. Given that he acted and behaved nothing like a child.

            Face hard, back straight, and hands balled into fists on both his lap.

            And quiet.

            You had not heard his voice until your third week there.

            “That brings back memory, huh?” Jungkook tilted his head as he stared at you. “Your eyes are showing a hint of nostalgia.”

            The closed proximity and intense staring.

            The mysterious coffee eyes. His eyes were still as dark and deep as you first saw. Unlike you, Jungkook's eyes were unreadable. As if his eyes were disconnected from the brain and lived on their own.

            He was defective.

            But you learned to understand Jungkook by studying his body language instead. That, too, wasn’t as easy. Jungkook mastered the art of concealment. He hated being vulnerable.

            Or he forced himself to hate vulnerability.

            The Kishou and Jeon have something in common.

            Their ruthlessness was known to the world.

            Growing up as a Jeon meant survival. Only the best made it until the end. Jungkook was a direct descendant of the Jeon clan and the future that soon would lead and continue the Jeon clan. He was trained to be the best. As for an indirect descendant like you, your training was much more lenient given the fact that you were a Kishou.

            Jungkook was trained mentally, spiritually, and physically. Trained to be zero.

            Zero weakness.

            But after the death of the Jeon clan's former leader, you could see Jungkook finally breathed.

            You turned away to break eye contact. “Yeah…”

            He hummed before he brought one of your hands to his lips, kissing your bandaged knuckles. “It’s not a good thing, sweetheart.”

            You stared at him in shock.

            “You’re a Jeon.” All said with a smile and gentle thumb brushing.

            I’m a Kishou.

            Kishou.

            Another sound of the door clicking open resonated around the room, making you immediately pull back your hand. Jimin walked into the room with graceful steps. He was wearing the same combat attire as Jungkook. Black. Your hands were itching to grab your SfereX and snap a picture of Jimin really quick.

            Jimin was ethereal. You would never be tired of telling that to yourself.

            In terms of physique, Jimin’s build is lean with enough muscle in the right place. The difference in body proportion between Jimin and Jungkook was visibly huge, but their strength was at the same level. Maybe even a level greater than Jungkook.

           “We’ll do hand-to-hand combat today.” Jimin announced.

           “Sounds fun to me.” Jungkook grinned.

           “Let’s start with one on one before the other joins in for 2 against 1, shall we?” Jimin suggested.

           You agreed pliantly with a soft yes.

           Even if you had disagreed as if Jimin would listen to you.

           “One on one with me, (Y/N),” he declared as he strode to the centre of the room. “Are you ready?”

            The only word you’ve said for the past few minutes. Yes.

            Still having the gentleman in him, Jimin urged you to do the first take before he pitched in. The two of you got into position with hands up into fists just above chin height and feet opened shoulder width apart.

            Jungkook’s remark heralded the start of the fight. “Start.”

            You didn’t start with your fist instead your knee found its way to kick Jimin’s face. But of course, it took more than a simple movement to injure The Park Jimin. He easily dodged your attack. In return, Jimin charged with his fist, targeting your face which you managed to avoid.

            The attack and defence continued until Jungkook announced his presence in the fight. You were against two of your superiors. Two of them hated losing. You didn’t dare to make any first move as soon as Jungkook joined in, so instead, you waited for them to charge any attack.

            Jungkook seemed to see right through you as he advanced first. He fired a punch but instead of dodging it, you blocked it. His firing was too quick that you didn’t have the time to avoid it.

            But it was a grave mistake.

            Jungkook smirked before he continued firing punches to your defence. It was only a matter of time before one of his punches would reach your face. He cornered you to the wall at each punch. You took the opportunity to use the wall to send Jungkook flying back with your feet pushing on his chest and your back on the wall as support.

            You didn’t realise how small your intake of oxygen was until you found yourself gasping for air after throwing Jungkook off. It happened all too fast, but you were sent flying to the other corner of the room.

            By Jimin.

            “Don’t let your guard down, (Y/N).” Jimin reprimanded.

            You were quick to get back on your two feet. “I wasn’t–”

            Had you not focused on your left, you would’ve been crushed. You made a beeline towards another safe spot before Jungkook practically crushed the wall.

            His form of payback was crazy.

            “Yes, she wasn’t, Jimin,” he pushed back his hair, showcasing his defined jawline. “Or else she would’ve been crushed like this wall.”

            You believed in your hand-to-hand combat skills.

            But you don’t believe them in hand-to-hand combats.

           Jimin’s grip on your hair was unforgiving. As if his life depended on the tightness of the tug. Your eyes were filled with tears from the burn on your scalp. He trapped your body as he sat on your back, one hand tugging on your hair and the other resting on his crouched knee.

           “Weak as ever (Y/N).”

           You grunted in response.

           “That’s why you’re always under me and forever will.” Jimin enunciated each word clearly, drilling them into your brain. “So, remember your priorities: me before anyone and anything.”

           “That is enough, Jimin.” Jungkook stood in front of you with hands in his pocket, looking down at you. The stinging pain on your scalp affected your ability to open both eyes fully, only one of your eyes was opened as you tried to look the superior in front of you.

           “You’re getting way too soft on her, Kook,” Jimin pouted. “That’s why she fails as a Jeon.”

           “I’m a Kishou.” You hissed.

           A new bruising and unforgiving pain started on your scalp and the cause was Jungkook. His movement was so fast that you didn’t get to comprehend the moment he crouched down and replace Jimin’s hand with his own.

           “Kishou clan ended long time ago, sweetheart. Stop being delusional and be grateful the Jeon clan even took you in. You’re a Jeon, so live up to it. Do not sully the good name.”

           He let go of your hair and stood to his full height. Jimin’s hand found its way around your burning scalp yet again but instead of inflicting more pain, he surprisingly massaged your scalp and even stroked your hair.

           The door flew open, gracing the room with the presence of another two Special Class investigators and another one Associate: Min Yoongi, Kim Mingyu, and Kim Seokjin.

           Your eyes were quick to fall on your partner’s figure.

           “Gyu,” you whispered softly with utmost gratefulness.

           But your gratefulness was short-lived as the bruising grip on your hair returned and stronger. Jimin pushed your face to meet with the floor.

           “Jimin!” It was Jin’s voice.

           “Shh, Jin hyung,” this time it was Yoongi’s voice. “They are in their training session. We mustn’t disturb them.” You can hear the smirk in his voice, honestly.

           “The training session ended 2 minutes ago. Release her, Park.” Mingyu said.

           You were sure Jimin was trying to plant your face into the ground. Might as well your whole body. The pressure he put was enough to make you imagine so. Whimpers fell from your mouth involuntarily as you felt the pain was too overbearing that it had already exceeded your limit.

           Jimin let go of your hair harshly and the weight on your back disappeared. You stayed in your position for a few seconds and only raised your head when you heard another clicking sound of a door which indicated that Jimin has left the combat room.

            Jungkook was still standing in front of you. When you tried to stand up, he quickly got to your level and tried to offer a hand.

           Keyword: tried.

           “Ah, Jungkook.” Yoongi tutted. “You can go freshen up. Mingyu will take care of her.”

           Before Yoongi even finished his sentences, your attention was stolen when you heard footsteps approaching you. The next thing you knew, Mingyu was already next to you, helping you to get off the ground.

           “I believe it’s appropriate for me to assist my student until the end.” Jungkook said.

            He glared at the hands that were touching you, and with a deep and dangerous voice, he enjoined. “Get your hands off her, Kim.”      

           But Mingyu was unfazed.

           “It is, Director Jeon,” Yoongi agreed. “But Director Kim urgently asked for your presence. 2nd ward has been attacked by a group of unknown ghouls. You might want to resolve that quickly.”

           The Investigator of Special Class strode towards the changing room with Jin hot on his trail.

           “Rather than to waste your time on…” Yoongi moved his cold gaze to you. “Her.”

           Ouch.

           Jungkook stayed on his spot for a good few seconds before he abruptly stood up and headed towards the changing room with big steps. Yoongi has a victorious smirk on his face as he casually followed Jungkook into the changing room, followed by Jin who sent you a look of pity.

            You wished for the day to end already.

           Before you have the chance to even be sucked into your hole of darkness and self-loathing, a hand reached out to stroke your head. It was Mingyu. He helped you to get into the correct posture and placed you in his arms. You didn’t put up any fights to protect your pride – not like there was any left. It was trampled on by your two superiors – and rested your head on his chest.

           Before the darkness consumed you wholly, you heard a familiar voice calling for you.

          It wasn’t Mingyu’s.

           “(Y/N)!”

           It was Minghao’s.

           And then all your sense shut off.

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[xxkylarthelonerxx]

Do u have any favourite games or manga :?

this is going to be a long post... i don't even think anyone will care to read it, but whatever... i don't care.

games -

i've been getting into osu! recently again. maybe i'll post some of my scores here. i think i'm pretty good.

overwatch, fortnite, etc have been fun on and off, but i can never get that invested. i don't really like playing with people online anyway, it just reminds me how much everyone sucks in general.

i like rpgs and stuff because i can show off my achievements to my darling easily in those usually. final fantasy, persona, whatever. visual novels are fun too, but i've gotten more picky with those lately...

and i like to practice games that couples usually play, like minecraft and stardew valley, just so that i can impress my darling with my skills once they do come live with me!

also any h-game where u can customize the characters are great. for obvious reasons... who wouldn't want to get off to their darling instead of some randos?? i've had fun with ai shoujo and honeyselect, but even with how much customization there is in those two, it's not like the character ends up looking that much like them... but even a semblence of similarity is better than nothing, though!

i guess i would try any game once though. let me know if anyone has any suggestions of things to play.

manga -

listing all of my favorites would take a while. i've been into manga for a long time, it's basically all i read.

i mean, i've liked naruto since i was a kid, the characters are so cool. dattebayo!! i think i would be part of the uchiha clan if i isekai'd into that world.

death note is one of my favorites too! i tried making my own death note a while back but it didn't work (not sure why), so i just use it as a sketchbook now. maybe i'll try again later. what i wouldn't give for a real one though...

uhh... i love anything with male yanderes that i can relate to also, or at least stalkers/slashers. tonari no seki no hen na senpai is fun to space out to and imagine myself in the guy's place, just as long as i can imagine the protag as my love, of course. that could be us if we worked in an office together... though i don't really get why the protagonist was so scared of that guy? obviously that would be different in our case...

i'll also always pick up any random romance manga if it has a love interest or protag that looks like my darling. it's nice since i can just imagine myself as any black-haired anime protag. and then i can daydream about doing fun things with my love!!

kind of related too. my pfp is from killer in love, which i picked up just because i thought i could relate to this character after seeing him around, but for some reason he ended up being like an antagonist? that was a really random choice... i wish i could rewrite it to make him get with the protagonist, i really don't know why they made him out to be so weird... so i guess i don't recommend that one. but it's just an example.

... oh yeah, and tokyo ghoul is another long-term favorite of mine. so cool.

honestly i need to make a myanimelist account at some point so you all can see how much i've read/watched, cause i'm sure it's way more than most of you.

...but that's it for this post. bye.

[yanderetolove]

About me

Hey so I felt like making this post it's an "about me" post so people can get to know me and why I made this second account my main account is @blacklash87 anyway I just felt like making this I might delete it who knows.

Name/nickname: my name's Emma but my nickname's Angel

Age: 21

Birthday: September 24th 2002

Sexuality: straight

Country: I live in the Midwest of America/North America

Yandere/non-yandere: I can't say 100% but I'm pretty sure I'm a yandere especially with what happened last 4th of July...

Favorite bands/singers: I listen to a lot of bands from Fall Out Boy and My Chemical Romance to Set It Off and Imagine Dragons as for singers I mainly listen to YouTube singers like NateWantsToBattle, CG5, Rockit Gaming and more

Hobbies: reading, stargazing, singing, listening to music, taking nature pictures, coloring and playing video games

Extras: I love horror and survival horror video games, I've been gaming for as long as I can remember, my favorite anime is Tokyo Ghoul (only seasons one and two), I LOVE Tiffany from The Bride of Chucky and wolves are my favorite animal

As for why I created this second account I made it for yanderes and non-yanderes that are looking for love and for the record this dating blog is for anyone and everyone of any and all sexualities and genders I strictly enforce my 18+ and birth year being a requirement rules to prevent any minors making submissions and if that somehow happens where a minor makes a submission tell me so I can delete the submission

Anyone can message me I don't bite I may seem cold or distant but I'll warm up and I "reflect" how people treat me, you treat me nice and I'll treat you nice, you be mean to me and I'll be mean to you

[cozymoko]

We need to fill up the Tokyo Ghoul master list up more!! Could I request some suggestive HCs for Kaneki Ken with a Ghoul S/O who is really possessive and likes marking him up, wether that be that by literal bite wounds,(The ghoul equivalent of a hickey between lovers) or bruises decorating his skin. S/O is even naturally strong enough that they won’t automatically heal, and will at least last a day or two (It won’t last longer then that though, Kaneki is a rather powerful ghoul after all, and S/O isn’t trying to actually maim him) Personality wise S/O is rather playful and affectionate, and though they do eat humans, they stick to eating criminals

I’d love you forever if you could add in some bits of him being submissive towards Reader in some way, I really just wanna eat that boy up! ❤️❤️

ALL YOURS

Paring: Ken Kaneki x gn! reader

WARNINGS: Biting, blood, slight suggestive

Format: headcanons

It will never make sense. The peculiar infatuation you had with his ghosty skin. The colorless surface that you stained with deep rouge marks in every area you could reach. And yet he was powerless; unable to get his body to commend his will. You got his hopes up, truly. Only to whisk away into the night sky, leaving him desiring more with an inextinguishable fire boiling within his being.

“Ah-, (Name)-san, It..it hurts-!” His cries were music to your ears, undoubtedly the sweetest sound one could give. His pale hands were locked tightly around your arms, though not enough to harm you, as his dark eyes brimmed with salty tears. The ghoul could no longer distinguish the everlasting pleasure from the pain tearing him limb by limb.

You smile, departing your teeth from his flesh. Pushing aside the loose strands sticking to his moist skin as you scrap your tongue across his fresh wound. A moan of what seemed to be pure bliss slipped from him as his cheeks blossomed into a rosy color. The many wounds littering his neck, imprinting him as yours.

It was a sight for the keeping, that you could not deny. Watching him wither away beneath you, descending from the unthinkable high you allowed him to succeed. One hand clasped over his neck, the other his mouth in an attempt to shield himself, to spare him the embarrassment once more.

Carefully lifting his slim finger to your lips, you bite. Half-lidded eyes gazing into his well agape ones. Allowing the nearly sweet, metallic taste of his blood to flood your mouth, gradually creeping past your lips with each passing moment. Watching his squirm like a helpless puppy; fighting his urges as he always did.

Lowering yourself to his ear you give a soft puff of air, smirking at the shiver admitting through his body. You place your lips to the shell of his ear as the warmth of his skin blesses your much colder one. “Mine~!” You grinned, before plummeting in the dullness of the night once more.

[autumnfallsatnight]

Imagine they kiss you on your cheek. You’re surprised and are conflicted, do they like me? Are they playing around?

You ask,” What was that?” And they respond with, “It’s a part of my culture”, and with a smile too.

Let’s just say, you happily welcome it since it is cultural. But things starts to progress. They kiss your hands, your neck, your thighs and the same thing is always said, “This is a part of my culture.”

Where else do they kiss as a part of their culture.

[sinfulseashell]

Hello all! I have finally created a Masterlist! 😅😅

Please check my pinned post 💖 if it’s not working please let me know so I can fix it 👍🏻 thank you all for being so patient with me ☺️

Enjoy!

[masochisticdevotion]

Just found this blog and i was like

"oh god i found G O L D"

your writing is so good and the characters/way you write them is so appealing to me, im super glad i found you today! Do you have a list of anime/media you'll write for? Are you taking requests?

Please take care!

Omg thank you!!!!!

Yes I am taking requests!

I write for a lot of stuff

I also do genderbent stuff if your curious

Also all characters I write are obvo aged up

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Stuff I write for

Naruto

Demon Slayer

Toilet Bound Hanako-Kun

Danganronpa

My Hero Acadamia

Assassination Classroom

Death Note

As the gods will

Horror movies

Alice in borderland

Black Butler

The Disastrous Life Of Saiki K

Kakegurui

Fairy Tail

Beastars

Haikyuu

Horimiya

Yandere Sim

Miraculous Ladybug

Persona 5

Ever After High / Monster High

From The Red Fog

Charlotte

Tokyo Ghoul (I haven’t watched this in ages so beware)

Dead Tube

Boruto

Bungo Stray Dogs

South Park

Coraline

Genshin impact

I also will do some oc’s of mine as well

This is all I can think of rn

if there’s something you want that’s not on the list still ask! I’m always open to learn about more characters and shows!

[married-to-google-translater]

Can I request some general headcanons for yandere Kaneki Ken?

Yandere Kaneki Ken headcanon (Re-make)

Kaneki would be a really clingy, paranoid and self-conscious yandere.

He just wanted someone's love.

Even though Kaneki knows you can never truly love him.

However, Kaneki believes it's because he's a monster.

Not because he kidnapped you.

Kaneki would fall in love with you if you were kind to him.

He would cling to it really desperately.

Kaneki needs love.

He has a strong need to please other people.

Especially you.

Kaneki would first try to date you in "normal" ways at first.

But it doesn't really work.

Kaneki cannot be completely honest with you.

This thing bothers him.

Kaneki wants you to be happy together.

So kidnapping is the best option.

Right?

Kaneki won't punish you.

He doesn't think you're doing anything wrong.

The fault is always with him.

At worst, Kaneki would just lock you in a room.

He apologizes later.

[afandomdreamerwrites]

PLATONIC YANDERE REQUESTS: CLOSED!

To all my fellow readers and requesters,

Due to work getting in the way of my time, I won't take anymore requests. I'll still be on Tumblr, writing my own things, I just won't be taking requests. For those who have made your request, I'll try to get to them whenever I can. I, again, deeply apologize for the inconvenience. I hope you all understand.

Date of writing this: Sept. 21 2021

COMMENCE THE PLATONIC YANDERE REQUESTS!

I am running low on writing juice and must have sustenance if I want to continue writing what I want to write.

SO HAND ME YOUR SUSTENANCE, FRIENDS, AND GIVE ME THE POWER I SO DESIRE

Fandoms I can write about (more may be added):

Tokyo Ghoul

Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time

Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess

JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure (Parts 1 - 5)

Hetalia

DC: Batman and the Batfamily

Rules (some more may be added depending on the kinds of problems I come across):

Since this is a platonic yandere request, I won’t do any sexual requests. That is reserved for my 18+ peeps on my blog @maddheaven - which I have yet to turn on my asks, but I am thinking about it.

Romance isn’t something I will do. I would like to do mainly fluffy, family yandere stuff.

I won’t enforce this rule too strictly, because we’re dealing with yanderes so it’s expected they’ll be.. horrible, but try to put trigger warnings in your ask about, ya know, angst, unhealthy relationships, toxic family ect., ect.

I won’t write about character x character

Or Character x OC. This is strictly character x reader.

Like any person, I have a life. So it can get busy, and I may not be able to answer your requests - please be patient!

So long as your asks comply with these rules, go ahead and send it. Even the hateful ones, but I’m a reasonable person and will simply ignore it.

NOW COME, MY FRIENDS. COME AND FILL ME WITH ULTIMATE GOD-WRITING POWERS HAHAHAHAHA!

[sionnachoir]

Big Bad Wolf (Ayato Kirishima x Male!Reader)

(Waitor!Reader x Mafia Boss Ayato yandere themes)

You tried to keep a nonchalant face while serving the customers their drinks and food, although knowing one of the most feared men in all of japan was sitting not too far had you on edge.

You had always known your boss was a seedy guy but never would you have expected him to have mafia connections, yet here you were serving some of the biggest boys in the game.

The waste coat you wore over your white shirt suddenly felt way too small and constricting, but you didn’t want to show fear. You were pretty sure most of them got off on it.

Your attention was caught as the Black Rabbit raised his hand, you mentally screamed. He was one of your tables. You bit your lip and mustered everything in you to remain calm and steady.

You had no idea what anyone looked like as they all wore masks, you guessed that was the point, the Black Rabbit wore a mask that was almost like a muzzle. It only covered his mouth and nose and left his hardened blue eyes exposed. His hair was unruly and a wonderful dark blue, he wore a black worn down jumper along with some ripped up jeans and big black steel toed boots.

You walked over to him with a smile on your face. “How may I help you sir?” You didn’t get paid enough for this, you just wanted something to help you get through college. His smirk had shivers running down your spine.

“Beer for me and my colleagues and your strongest shots.” The last thing you wanted was drunk power hungry men on your hands, you swallowed the bitter taste it left and smiled again. “Of course sir, right away.”

You turned and made your way to the bar, quickly working on pouring the pints and shots. Occasionally your gaze would shoot over to the Rabbits only to catch him staring right at you. You had an awful feeling about this.

You stacked the drinks onto a tray and carried them over to the table, you gave everyone their drinks before turning around, intending to run and hide in the kitchen for a bit.

“Your name?” The Rabbit suddenly called, your attention quickly shot back to him. He was clearly staring at you, your reply came weaker than you had expected, and he grinned.

He seemed to mouth your name, as he said nothing else you chose to break the intense eye contact and quickly make your escape. Once you were back in the kitchen you finally let out the breath you had been holding in.

“You okay?” The chef asked, you just nodded. “I’d be careful not to piss off anyone out there.” He warned, you weren’t dumb enough to do anything other than your job. “I know.” Came your shaky voice. He threw you a look but didn’t bother pressing.

“(Name) Take these to twenty-four.” You quickly nodded and grabbed the plates, rushing back out the doors and delivering them to the table.

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The rest of the night seemed to pass without much hassle, thankfully. You had just finished cleaning up, waiting for your manager to finish counting the cash so you could finally go home. You were exhausted and could finally feel the hours catch up to you.

Your back was going to hurt tomorrow, not like it didn't hurt now. You wanted to kick off the stupid fancy shoes they made you wear and curl up under a blanket and forget about today.

"You can go, I got this." Your eyebrow raised, she rolled her eyes. "Alex is still here." You shrugged, if anyone could protect her it would be the seven foot body builder that guarded the door.

You grabbed your coat and shouted a goodbye as you exited the door, feeling the cold night air slam into your body. You hugged yourself as a violent shiver ran through your body. Luckily you only had a twenty minute walk to your apartment, as much as you loved autumn you hated the icy nights.

You walked along the road rather quickly, hoping to cut down the time spent outside in the cold. You watched a black car with blacked out windows pass, your eyebrows furrowed. That was weird but surely it wasn't anything, you shook the thoughts out of your head.

After another five minutes you jumped when a car came to a screeching halt in front of you, your expression turning fear full as two men bigger then you hopped out of the car. You could barely even think before one stuck a bag over your head, quickly tying it around your neck.

The other caught your flailing hands and tied them behind your back, you kept screaming out hoping someone would hear and help. It just seemed to piss off the men more, the next thing you knew you were getting thrown into the back of a car, head hitting against the passenger door.

A weak whine fell from your lips, your head throbbing. One of the guys yanked you up and shoved you against the door, you assumed they had both gotten in. The car quickly started up and sped off. "Where are we-" A sudden punch had your head flying back into the window, causing the car to be filled with a cracking sound.

A cry fell from your lips before the men told you to shut up. Your body couldn't stop shaking, you wanted nothing more than to cry. The ache in your head growing by the second. You didn't bother trying to fight against your eyes closing, instead leaning your head against the window.

________________

You let out small whines as you started coming around, your head burst and you could feel something wrapped around your mouth, stopping you from speaking. 

Feeling slightly panicked you tried to take it off, unfortunately your hands didn’t make it very far due to the rope that currently held them to the bed frame. You felt sick, what had you done to deserve this?

“Your finally awake, huh?” Came a deep voice, your head quickly shooting towards a dark silhouette. They stepped in further and you could tell it was the Black Rabbit due to the mask and the hair. 

Your mind raced through everything you could’ve done wrong to him, nothing standing out. He came and sat down next to you on the bed, his smirk was twisted and full of malice.

His hand came up to move some hair from your face. “Don’t worry little prince, I’ll take care of you.” It felt as though you had just been frozen, eyes widening and face dropping. 

[tiaragqueen]

I need more kaneki yandere plisssss😭😭😭🙏🙏

Succor

✂ Pairing: Yandere! Sasaki Haise x Reader

✂ Word Count: 802

✂ Trigger Warnings: Possessiveness, blood, injury, manipulation

[Edited]

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“So darling, tell me that you'll be true. Cause there's no doubt in my mind, I know what I want to do. And just as sure as one and one is two, I'll take care of you.” - I’ll Take Care Of You [Calvin Richardson]

You’d always known there was something… different within Sasaki. Dare you say another personality. They – or he? – manifested sporadically, but it was enough for him to lose all control he had over his body. Akira had even shot him with a tranquilizer one time, and it cemented the idea of another being that ‘possessed’ him.

Nevertheless, you didn’t let it erase the love that you had for the boy. Despite all his flaws, he was still your one and only lover.

Though, you failed to consider that his problems ran far deeper than the occasional bouts of insanity. Because you, just like most people, were entirely fooled by his bashful smiles and tender nature.

And your mistake eventually came to bite you in the face. Hard.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Despite his pointed question, Sasaki spared you no glance. Instead, he kept reading the novel as though he was ignoring your presence.

You blinked owlishly, a bit taken aback by the sudden inquiry, before grinning sheepishly. “I just want to buy some snacks, is all. I’m hungry.”

“Aren’t there some leftovers on the kitchen table?”

“There are, but I’m not in the mood to eat anything heavy.”

“Then, stay.”

You hummed questioningly as you cocked your head. Sensing your confusion, Sasaki finally put down the book he’d been devouring and turned his head towards you. His dark eyes glinted under the artificial light, and you couldn’t deny the shivers that rolled down your back. There was a certain coldness in there, something that you had yet to familiarize with his usually benevolent self.

“Stay here, I’ll buy them myself,” he said, squinting as if challenging you to defy him.

“Oh, come on, Sasaki.” you joked. “The supermarket isn’t even that far from here. I’m not gonna take long, I promise.”

He rose a skeptical brow. “Oh, really?” Sasaki stood up from the couch and slowly approached your tensed figure, his face betrayed no emotions whatsoever. “I hope you haven’t forgotten that the last time you went out, you got attacked by a ghoul.”

“W-well, that was an accident. Nobody knew that it’d happen.” You tried to regulate your breathing with each deliberate step he took, almost cornering you against the door. Sasaki stopped just before you, his warm breath was oddly reminiscent of chilly air on autumn days. Maybe because the warmth was a stark contrast to the ice that he wore as a face.

“Still, it served as a reminder to the dangers of the outside world. A warning about your carelessness.” He put a hand on your shoulder and unceremoniously snatched the jacket that hung on it. “You better off staying inside. Let me tend to your needs.”

You frowned, exasperated by his patronizing attitude. Sure, you’d gotten a grievous injury, but it didn’t give him the right to degenerate you as anything less than a fully capable adult. “Sasaki, I’m not a kid that you can always coddle. There are some things that I want to do alone.”

“You wouldn’t be saying that if someone were to harm you again.” Sasaki suddenly gripped your side, where the laceration located. You hissed and fell to your knees, teeth ground to bear the piercing pain. Sasaki made no effort to help you and merely stared down at your wincing person. “See? Just a slight touch and you instantly break like a fragile glass. What makes you think you can survive on your own?”

“Jerk, that hurts.” you snarled, glaring up at him. You couldn’t even speak a word without grimacing, and this bastard dared to take advantage of your agony. You’d never known he was capable of stooping so low, to begin with. Then again, his startling transformation proved that you hardly knew anything about him. About his inner pain and insecurities. About his fear and desire to protect his loved ones.

Nevertheless, it didn’t justify his obnoxious treatment towards you.

“Isn’t it?” he asked rhetorically. “You’re gonna suffer more if you take a step out of this house.”

“Huh? What are you, my father?” you sneered, silently panicking when you felt the undeniable wetness seeped from the bandage. Dammit, it bled now.

“I don’t mind replacing his position if it means protecting you.” Wrapping an arm under your armpit, Sasaki finally helped you standing up and trudged to your shared room. He lowered you to the bed and went to retrieve the first aid.

Scowling, you begrudgingly allowed him to strip you of your shirt and change the stained bandage. “I don’t need your supervision, Sasaki.”

“Weren’t you the one who thought that I resemble your father?” He ignored your sputters and sorry attempts on justifying the offhand comment and coolly tended to your wound. “Trust me, [Name], you need me to live in this world.”

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Yandere Kaneki Ken HCs

Anonymous said:

Hello, can I ask for a yandere Kaneki Ken headcanons? Thank you so much beforehand!

No problem, hun. I hope these are okay. I didn’t include Haise since I’ve got separate requests for him. 

Kuroneki

• You first run into him in the local library, being the avid reader you are, and Kaneki ends up tripping over onto you. • He's so embarrassed and doesn't stop apologising until you grab his shoulders and firmly tell him to stop. He catches a glimpse of the book you're holding and notices it's his favourite. • Just about manages to strike up a conversation about the book, and that's where the infatuation starts. • You won't think anything of the small conversation with a random stranger in the library, but Kaneki will be replaying it in his head on a loop. Just the thought of you makes him go red in the face. • He tells Hide about his encounter and how he can't stop thinking about you and Hide jokes that you two must be soulmates. • He really shouldn't have done that. • After that first meeting, Kaneki practically lives in the library, desperately waiting for you to come back so he can find out the name of the person he's enamoured by. • When you do come back to return your book and pick up a new one, Kaneki is watching you like a hawk, taking in every detail of your face as if attempting to permanently ingrain the image into his mind. • This time, instead of staying in the library while you leave, Kaneki trails behind you -- careful not to let you see him. • Once Kaneki knows where you live, consider your privacy over. • Kaneki is somewhat delusional, in the sense that he won't see what he's doing is wrong and assumes all normal relationships go like this. It makes it worse for you because then he gets upset and confused if you fight back or try to explain that this is not normal. • He's waaayyyy too shy to talk to you, so don't be surprised when you wake up in an unknown bedroom because he didn't know how else to express his feelings. • Kaneki is so awkward he doesn't even know how to explain why you're in his bedroom, it's all just a lot of mumbling and rapid-fire apologies. • You can't help feel bad for him at first. I mean, this guy has got some serious issues. Of course, after the realisation that you've literally been kidnapped hits, that sympathy fades a little. • He dies and goes to heaven if you read to him, especially his favourite books. Hearing your silky voice softly reading the chapters in his childhood favourite book? Heaven. • Punishment is more him sobbing hysterically into your lap as you're restrained to a chair, which doesn't sound like much, but trust me -- it wears you down very quickly. You'll stop trying to escape if only to avoid those goddamn tears that seem to be endless. • Kaneki is obsessive and pretty much worships you like some sort of deity, so you'll often find him staring dreamily at you, or muttering to himself about the shape and colour of your eyes or how your eyes crinkle when you smile. • He doesn't want to scare you by revealing he's a ghoul, but you kind of put two and two together after noticing he eats nothing and waking up to him drooling all over you. • Kaneki is unsurprisingly tame, and really just wants you to coddle him and shower him in affection.

Shironeki

• You'll wonder if Kaneki died considering he's been gone for so long. You've only managed to survive because you weren't restrained to the bed and could access food in the cupboard. It was actually pretty peaceful compared to being watched 24/7, but don't worry, it ends there. • You open your eyes after a relatively good sleep only to discover you're yet again in a strange place. • This place is a lot less nice than the previous place; its dirty, smelling damp and you're on a worn down sofa rather than a bed. • When you see Kaneki it's safe to see you're shocked. His hair is pure white, a stark contrast to his formerly jet black hair. His face is different too, he seems older and more solemn. • He may have been a tame obsessive the first time he kidnapped you, but he's a lot more... possessive now.• Your punishments are no longer Kaneki crying, instead you're the one with tears streaming down your face.• He still has somewhat soft moments, but he's much more aggressive and closed off towards you now. When you see him after he's been with Aoigiri members, all  he wants to do is vent his frustrations on you.• Luckily for you, Kaneki doesn't really have any opportunities to get jealous since, well, you're trapped all alone in a small room with no one besides him to talk to. However, if you do happen to leave the room and come across one of the other members of Aoigiri, Kaneki will go batshit. • This is because the anxious, insecure part of him from before worries you'll leave him for someone stronger and better than him. Then there's the protective part that knows how dangerous the ghouls of Aoigiri are and how weak you are compared to them.• He'll drag you back into your room, screaming about how stupid you are, his kagune flying around manically. He "realises" the only way for you to understand the dangers you're surrounded by is to experience them firsthand. • You won't be going out that door again after you pass out from pain and blood loss, and if you for some reason do.... well say goodbye to your legs.• Honestly, as long as you don't act up and be aggressive towards him, Kaneki is pretty calm towards you -- minus the random violent outbursts when he loses control --and will allow you to access things you like (such as books, video games, music, etc). Unfortunately though, he's not all that fun to be around since he's so busy brooding all the time.